Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 62: Our Girl

"Spread your legs for me, little purple."

Violet’s eyes popped open at those words. What the... Where the hell was she? What was going on?

But Violet didn’t have the time to get those questions answered as a certain Alpha was already kneeling in front of her.

"Y-you...!"

Asher Nightshade gave her an impish grin right before he grabbed one of her legs and began trailing deep, lingering kisses along it.

Violet’s nipples beaded at once while a molten ache pooled between her thighs and, to her horror, she was naked. The gods help her, what in the universe of madness was going on here.

"Asher, wait... Ahh!" Violet cried out as he bit her, and her cheeks blazed with both humiliation and desire as pain-filled pleasure coursed through her.

Asher took his time, kissing her thighs with intentional slowness and concentration as if it were a work of art that needed to be revered. Worshipped. Neither did it help Violet’s situation knowing that in that position, he could see her center clearly.

"Asher please..." Violet couldn’t get her bearings, not when everything was spiraling all of a sudden. She wanted him to stop. At the same time, she didn’t want him to.

As if he could understand her confusion, Asher gave her a knowing look right before he grabbed her thigh and hooked it over his shoulder.

Violet’s breath hitched in her throat knowing where this was heading. Asher, in question, grabbed her bottom to bring her closer while spreading her further apart, wanting her to be utterly exposed. There was no hiding from him.

the Alpha had already made up his mind, and

from her

tongue flicked her clit, back and forth, teasing her before actually taking it into his mouth and

of pleasure spread through her body such that she arched her back. Violet’s

unable to stay still as this completely exhilarating feeling tore through her. Neither

seems to be having

eyes popped open at once, and she turned to the side, a

Roman Draven.

Where did...? When did he...? There were so many questions bombarding her

But she couldn’t finish as Asher switched up to another rhythm so suddenly she cried out. "Please..." her hands clutching at the pillow as if to anchor herself

you?" Roman chuckled, the rich sound

her brain had been overwhelmed

to say to Asher, who was still between her legs assaulting her clit,

stunned. Since when did she became their

response was an appreciative hum between her legs that reverberated through her and elicited more wetness from

intention, Roman had already trailed a slow, sensual kiss across her neck. She

of you." He took her ear into his

all the dizzying sensations but that only proved to be just the appetizer because the next seconds Roman’s mouth had taken hold of her nipple. And it was at

screamed his name, her